Mr. Credit

There's nothing left to stop it How long we knew Seems we brought some trouble with us How we wanted Mr. Credit is dead and buried Farewell It's all a part of the game I wanna be there when you touch fire I'll be the hand that you can clutch I had a dream The ground was black and the air was searing Oh no, the heavens are backing the sea Are they backing me? The roads are just scratches, the talk is sevеre That's how it works It's all impossibly cold I wanna be therе when you touch fire I'll be the hand to pull you up, tiger I wanna be there when you cut the wire I'm the living end, I plead as such I saw you when you gave chase I follow when you hit the ground It's cloudy when I come to Vegas I saw you when you gave chase I follow when you hit the ground It's cloudy when I come to Vegas It's a small town anyway Higher I'll be the hand to lift you up higher I wanna be there when you cut the wire I wanna be there when you touch fire I'm the living end, I plead as such I'm the living end I'm the living end, I plead as such I'm the living end I wanna be there when you touch